Page 15 of Fall Back
“So, you’re just waiting on me to get my head of out of my ass?”
I bark out a laugh before shaking my head at her. “I wouldn’t have put it like that, but I can’t say you’re entirely wrong either.” We stare at each other for a moment, the connection between us tightening and strengthening. “I’m all in when it comes to being with you, my little criminal.”
Her eyes widen as she looks at me. Her brown eyes are intense as she searches my face as if she’s looking for any cracks in my words, in my truth. She won’t find any; I’m not worried.
“You’re serious,” there’s awe in her voice.
“You better fucking believe I’m serious,” my voice is firm, leaving no room for argument or discussion. “I’m not letting anyone come between us, not even your brothers. You might not be ready to hear this, but you’re mine, Carson.”
Her breathing turns ragged and the way her tits are pressed against my chest has my dick throbbing in my jeans. My cock is begging to be buried inside our woman. But it’s not time for that yet.
Soon. Very fucking soon.
“I’ve just been waiting for you to catch up,” I whisper the words.
A slow smile starts to creep up her face. “You surprise the hell out of me, Jared,” her tone is bewildered. “I’d heard the rumors around town about you and your penchant for one-night stands.”
I feel my face heating slightly and I want to look away from her and hide my embarrassment, but I force myself not to. That was before she came into my life as the woman she is.
“I didn’t expect you to say such sweet things and mean them,” she pushes.
“I’ve never said anything like this to anyone before,” I admit to her. “It’s you, Carson. You’re not interchangeable here; you’re the entire reason.”
She face plants into my chest, her words muffled, “Yeah, those kinds of sweet things.”
A rumble of amusement and approval comes from my chest. “What can I say? You’re inspirational,” I tease while I give her body a little shake.
I can feel her giggle against my chest just as clearly as I can hear it. Fuck, I love that sound. It’s so happy and light. I’m going to make it my mission to hear it every day.
That nagging feeling is back, the one that tells me she’s holding back and not telling me something. Something important.
When she reaches between us and laces our fingers together before stepping out of my hold and pulling me in the directionof her place, I forget all about whatever she’s holding back. Even though our arms stretch between us as she steps farther away, I don’t budge. Carson’s eyes are wide when I give a tug and pull her back toward me.
Once close enough, I hook her with my arm and press our bodies together. Her brown eyes dilate with need as she looks up at me.
Need I’m going to fulfill for us both.
When I slam my mouth down against hers, she immediately moans, and I swallow down the sound. The kiss between us is even more than I thought it would be. It’s everything.
She tastes like peppermint, and our tongues play together, neither one winning nor caring.
As much as I don’t want to, I slow the kiss down and pull back. She looks up at me, a dazed look in her eyes that makes me want to beat my chest. She should always look a little lust drunk. It suits her.
“Come on, Officer Taylor, walk me home.”
I grin down at her, my heart pounding in my chest. This isn’t just a declaration of her being back in town, people will be talking about us being out together, and how close we looked. When it makes it back to her brothers, they’ll be pissed.
They’ll get over it. I’m more than ready for everyone to know she’s mine. Because she is and I’m not letting go. Not now, not ever.
CHAPTER 7
CARSON
The quiet starts to seep into my psyche and reminds me of the things I’ve been trying to ignore. I’ve been busy the last few days with starting at Big Sky Ink, but today I’m off and now I find myself caught up with everything on my to-do list.
There’s no more laundry. I’ve cleaned my entire house. I even changed the sheets on my bed and reorganized my closet. As I sit back on the couch, I realize that I can’t keep putting off the things I’ve been avoiding. It’s not going to make anything better, which I already knew, but now can no longer ignore the truth of it.
I’m aware that the place to start is out at Limitless. My family deserves to know that I’m back in town.
